I'm back with more! After some head throbbing and hair pulling decision making, I finally came up with a prologue. This is also a continuation of my two stories, If I was The One and That's How You Know. Just when you thought I had done it all, I come up with more! What can Alvinor possibly go through now!? Will they overcome it? IDK, just read it…

Just One Of The Guys

Prologue

"Seville is at the three point line, ten seconds left, he has one shot…" Alvin prepared to shoot for the basket.

"BRICK!" Someone yelled just as the ball left his hands.

The ball hit the rim and bounced into the caller's arms. Alvin turned to see Eleanor laughing. "Seville misses the shot, costing his entire team the game! The crowd is furious!" Eleanor began teasingly booing him.

Alvin glared playfully and took back his ball. "Did you come here just to throw me off, or did you need something?"

"Can't I just come by and mess with my boyfriend without being accused of wanting something?" Eleanor asked innocently. Alvin stared at her skeptically. "Okay, I don't want something, and it's still not nice to assume." Alvin rolled his eyes and prepared to make another shot. "I want to join the soccer team."

Alvin let go of the ball in shock, and came up short. "What?"

"I want to join the soccer team." Eleanor repeated.

Alvin turned towards her with a chuckle. "I don't think so." He said turning back around to retrieve his ball.

Eleanor laughed slightly. "Well, I wasn't asking you." Eleanor said following him then taking his ball away.

"Well, one talk with the coach, and you'll never get on the team." Alvin said.

Eleanor turned back around. "You would try that hard to keep me from getting on the team?" She asked a little offended.

Alvin thought. "It's not that I don't want you on the team, it's just that some of the guys one the soccer team are freaks and weirdos."

Eleanor laughed slightly. "Simon is on the soccer team." She pointed out.

Alvin smiled. "Did I not say freaks and weirdos?

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Come on Alvin!" She whined slightly.

Alvin chuckled and took back his ball. "How bad do you want it?" Eleanor tilted her head in confusion. "Health wise, are you going to drop dead right now if you don't get on the soccer team?" Alvin asked about to make another shot.

Eleanor huffed and knocked the ball across the yard. "What's the real reason you don't want me on the team?" She asked slightly annoyed.

Alvin sighed and sat her down on the front porch step. "Some of the guys on the other teams are pretty tough. They won't care if you're a girl, or a five year old kid on crutches. I'd never be able to forgive myself if you got hurt." Alvin confessed.

Eleanor laughed. "That's sweet and all, but I'm eighteen now, I can handle it." Eleanor said patting Alvin on the knee.

"Are you sure?"

"I survived two years with you." Eleanor joked.

"Funny." Alvin said sarcastically. Eleanor giggled as he pulled her into a close hug. "I'll talk to the coach about letting you tryout."

"Promise?"

Alvin's jaw dropped in fake shock. "You don't trust me?" He asked acting as if he were hurt.

Eleanor snorted slightly. "No." She teased. Alvin glared playfully and attempted to kiss her, but she avoided him with a giggle. "Ew, no. You're all sweaty." Eleanor said running away. Alvin laughed and began chasing her across the yard and into the front yard sprinklers.

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Eleanor walked out of her classroom after school the next day, and spotted Alvin at his locker. She ran up to him and quickly kissed his cheek. Alvin jumped in surprise, causing Eleanor to laugh. "Did you talk to the coach?" She asked hopefully.

"Yes." Alvin answered simply.

Eleanor blinked as she expected him to go on, but instead heard nothing. "Well?" She finally asked.

"Well, what?" Alvin asked teasing her slightly.

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "What did he say?" She asked bouncing slightly.

Alvin stood smiling for a moment then shook himself out of his trance and sighed. "Well, if I remember correctly he said something like…" Alvin paused as he pretended to think. "Hell no." Alvin shut his locker and began walking away.

Eleanor's face fell in shock and disappointment as she ran to catch him. "Just because I'm a girl?" She asked.

"Well, he didn't give a reason." Alvin responded as he kept walking.

"Can't you talk to him, Alvin?" Eleanor asked grabbing his hand and batting her eyes.

Alvin averted his eyes in order to think clearly. "Elli, the coach seems like he's made up his mind on this one, but if it were up to me, I would let you on the team, but this is out of my hands." Alvin explained.

"For someone who would let me on the team, you don't seem to be trying very hard." Eleanor pointed out getting a little vexed.

"I told you I would talk to the coach. I've done all I can do." Alvin said getting a little annoyed himself.

Eleanor let go of Alvin's hand and stopped walking. "All you can do, or all you wanted to do?" Eleanor asked.

Alvin sighed. "Let's not fight about this. I'm sorry I didn't try harder, and I'll make it up to you. I promise."

Eleanor crossed her arms. "You're not one for keeping promises lately, Alvin." she pointed out.

"Ellie, we can either keep the fight going, or we can kiss and make up." Alvin opened his arms as began pouting and persuading her to hug him.

Eleanor starred at him weirdly before finally hugging him. "You're so weird." She mumbled.

"I know." Alvin said holding her tenderly.

"I can't stand you." She continued mumbling into his chest.

Alvin chuckled. "I love you, too."

I'll get on that soccer team. With or without your help. One way or another. I'll get on. Eleanor thought with a smile.

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BOOM! That's it for the prologue. Can you say, "Foreshadow?" lol! The trailer for this story can be found in my profile, if anyone wants to see it. So until I update again, review!